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Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing
We fight time and time and time and time and time and time
Again

I told

SONG: GOT TO EAT

ARTIST: STEPHEN ALLEN MUSIC

PRODUCED BY: STEPHEN ALLEN MUSIC

TEMPO: 79BPM

KEY: Emin

STRUCTURE: INTRO H V H V H V H

(INTRO)

and then adopt it like a foster home
My granny workin' hard, the main person I call upon
Gold chain hang from my collarbone
I was the same guy in her

What Ya Wanna Do?

Ice-T

The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say

1989

stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city 
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that

intentions
Like, let 'em hate, stay calm and meditate
When life hands you lemons it's time to eliminate
More sour than lemonade, anyways
Different days,

Oh, hard times, come again no more
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many a days you have lingered around

Oh, hard times, come again no more

'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around

(In conversation, don’t have time)

This was his response to when 
I had told him, 
“I don’t have time for small talk no more”

See my life in Vogue,

the knight on a pure white steed
all I ever wanted all that I could ever need

No one seems to take the time to love the way you do
you give yourself in every

and I ain't looking back

Pain inside his heart but you could see it in his eyes
Don't know where to start this shit got hard when Stephen died
Seen his

a sanctuary
By the time I was heading off to college, although I was wary
I knew I was leaving him behind
I knew that I had cleared him from my mind
And that my

more
Cuz time is money
Time is money
Tunnel vision but I keep the lames in my peripheral
Speaking like a scholar, but I'm smoother than a criminal

Spaulding
Ain't foster no I don't want it
Remember the nights without Cable 
Made me wanna put in hard labor
Aint rapping tales
Aint telling no fables
In

Nba

Joe Budden

No Love Lost

2013

Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league
NBA, never broke again, never

3 Way Phone Call

R. Kelly

Happy People/U Saved Me

2004

don't want to waste your time

But I done told you time and time again
Whatever you're going through
You can come and talk to me
And I will say

Oh, hard times, come again no more

It's the song, the sign of the weary
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered all

Give more
That you got
On your mind
Cause tonight
By my side
Wanna try
Try to fly
On your smile
And again
(And again)
And again
(And again)
Till

I Ain't Cha Friend

Three 6 Mafia

Chapter 2: World Domination

1997

Covered up by pillows
Oh no
I'm lookin' for them trizicks
Tryin' to put a group up in they clizick
I'm comin' up quick
I'm takin' no shots bustin'

time for it because I already had a real job. And then I was the baby in this C&C Music Factory. And more than once I remember the producer screaming, No

Ghetto Horror Show

Ice Cube

The Recipe

1998

to write lyrics 

In a cold sweat  heard magnums in my dreams  my ears ring 

So this time on the mic I bring horror like Stephen King 

All my good

last (fast)
You so fast (fast)
More than Usian Bolt

Rendez rendezvous 
it's that time again  (eh)
It's that time again let's get it (let's get get)
Mans

feeling right now by the way
And dudes come and flock to you
Like "What's up y'all? What's up man?
I rap, I do this, i do that"
Asher Roth, the new coming

(Why why why)
I lied and told my nephew that I
Had no more time to play (Why why why)
I saw this lady gettin robbed I looked away
(Why why why)
I put my

Allies

Poor Righteous Teachers

This Is Hip Hop [This Is]

1998

silence you lambs like Jodie Foster 

There's no need to feel sentimental 

Parental guidance is advised for those who despise 

The Wise